yet, when we least expect it, we will have to leave.
a matter of weeks, months, years,
time running as a quick-moving river as we wait
with bated breath,
for that time to come.
and one day,
it is time to flee the nest,
to go out in search of that most elusive state,
to find a spot to live.
rather, to wait once again,
but never safe.
we will find it.
our hearts won't feel so heavy,
and our souls won't weigh us down.
we’ll be safe.
Sally is in the eleventh grade and loves reading and writing. She can usually be found at rowing practice, Tim Hortons, or taking a nap.